WAITING FOR GODOT
Waiting for wot...eh?
Never get to know...that’s life!
Nothing happens...twice!
HAPPY DAYS
Up to her neck in
it & all Life’s shit but still
likes a good natter.
PLAY
Life was hell & well
Hell’s hell too...doomed to repeat
what we have been through.
KRAP’S LAST TAPE
Alone with his own
voice tormenting him with what
might have been but was...not.
ENDGAME
Life’s a game to play
but it all ends in dustbins.
A load of rubbish?
NOT 1
Left alone in dark
trying to talk herself out
of loneliness. Can’t!
EH JOE?
Can’t stop the voices
that ferment inside us &
haunt & torment us.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem